Friday Poem: "Unpacking"

Unpacking

I have been unpackingUnpacking my lifeSome of you have done thisYou moveThe boxes arriveUsually labeledBut when you open themThey are not quiteWhat the label promisesIn each box you findSomething you did not know you hadSomething special although unfamiliarYou suspect you should remember it

You realize you have forgotten your lifeAnd somehow in the packing and unpacking(Especially when others have done the packing)It comes back to youAt first strange then gradually pleasurableAs if you'd dreamed a poemAnd gone on living in itA life better than the one you thought you knew